I tried to figure out the lyrics since they aren't up on any sites yet. I like to use bar chords for the Chorus. Sounds a bit brighter. Long live the haunted one! Hundreds of Ways What a thing to be a witness to the sunshine What a dream to just be walking on the ground What a time to live among the ash and remnants of our love It came before and Im still looking for that now It took centuries to build these twisted cities It took seconds to reduce them down to dust And all the tour guide could say was, "take your pictures folks, it's late. Try your best to remember what was done." Don't look so forlorn Don't look so scared Don't look so upset This world was never fair There are hundreds of ways to get through the day There are hundreds of ways Now you just find one I used to think time was of the essence Now I just wish I could get some sleep All these strange parades of sands the city makes when I lie down Little explosions that set fire to my dreams Sometimes I get mistaken for this actor I guess I can see it from the side Maybe no one really seems to be the person that they mean to be I hope I am forgotten when I die Don't contradict me Don't make me cross the line If you feel threatened its only cause I might But there are hundreds of ways to get through the day There are hundreds of ways to get through the day Yes There are hundreds of ways so you best find one All my heroes they're all talk running in circles Some stopwatch some chaos Love was the message Full stop We ramble on and on We ramble on and on I stole all the rhinestones outta of Carolina Sold them out in bakersfield for cash The band shell got a band sound like an arcade in Japan Blew all my quarters trying to get that feeling back And now any sucker can turn boredom in to violence a sociopath riding on a bus his irises are black from his novelty contacts he looks around but he cant see the rest of us In my sunglasses don't mind the blinding light yah its getting dark bro but I've always loved the night But there are hundreds of ways to get through the day There are hundreds of ways to get through the day There are hundreds of ways to get through the day There are hundreds of ways to get through the day (You can play this chord to mimic the horns here (9th fret barchord)) ^ There are hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of ways to get though the day Just find one Tabbed and transcribed by Ryan Hacker